And I've some bird shot in my pocket, to pepper
their legs with if I should have to!"
"O!" said Ted.
The boys talked for perhaps an hour, in a cautious undertone, not
audible ten feet off by reason of the rushing and hissing and clamoring
of the incoming tide. Then they were silent for a while. At length Ted
murmured:
"O, I say, but I'm getting sleepy. Can't you let me go to sleep for
a bit? Wake me in an hour, and I'll let you snooze."
"S't!" whispered Will, laying his hand on his brother's arm. "I heard
something splash in that pool yonder!"
The boys noiselessly raised their eyes to a level with the top of the
dike. At first they could see nothing. Then they detected a shadowy
figure making for the place where they had last been at work.
CHAPTER IV.
A RESCUE AND A BATTLE.
"He's alone!" whispered Ted. "Shall we jump on him?"
"Hold on; wait till he gets to work," said Will. "Then, if we catch
him in the act, he can't make any excuse, but just take his medicine
like a man!"
"It's Baizley, eh?" murmured Ted.
At this moment they heard the stones and planks being pulled off the
end of the dike. Then came the sound of a spade thrust into the clay
with violence.
"Now," exclaimed Will, "let's onto him! let me get hold of him first,
and then you take a hand in."
Grasping their clubs, and leaving the gun lying by their nest, the
boys slipped over the dike and dashed upon the marauder. So occupied
was the latter with his nefarious task that he heard nothing till
the boys were within ten feet of him.
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